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Have been always relied on the google transportation, but past two days it doesn’t show details, anyone experienced the same situation?

This is the last bus of the night, but the driver ends the service ahead of the final stop, and I have to book another taxi home… cause local transportation
has no late night service ( while other days, even only myself left on the bus, the driver still go to the final stop )

I am looking to print some of my photography to cards and sell on the art market, however I go to one of the local print shop but the results are not pleasant, The color dynamic is missing , colors were darkened , blue sky are mixed with purple tint, and there has weird visible printing strip

And the owner give an excuses saying we can’t guarantee the same result, the color you see on screen is different from the printer

So I wonder has anyone used Moo , Staple or Vistaprint ? Which one has the best results? Thank you !

I am doing a research project for my master thesis via i-doc, however I have a really hard time tracking them down, although they have expressed interest in participating, but when follow up they barely respond …( don’t pick up the phone, not respond to the email ) what’s the right amount of pushing for a respond without get them annoyed, or better to talk with them in person to get the things going ?

Do you have to know somebody? Or just directly apply then you will get selected.

Any suggestions to avoid this situation? Would ddt /permethrin spray work ?

As title suggests,is it ok to incorporate something that happened on me and incorporate it into my thesis ? ( And one of them is school related incident) Cause I saw a lot scholars has done it.

* adding on: I am in Master of Education and my research is focusing on community based education,personal experiences, identity and hyphenated Canadian. I am thinking adding personal experiences as a way to address the gap or rational for my research. Would it work ? I am using transmedia ( i-doc) as my method Confucianism and Critical Pedagogy as my theory

Today is my second time seeing farmers’ wrap was directly brought out from fridge and toasted it in oven .

I am a student with study permit holder, whenever I talk with someone I always have the subconscious that I don’t know what to talk about, and a thought that our path may never come across again. We don’t really parallel in someways. And I always avoid discuss that my status is temporary resident as well, it kind of feels like a taboo for me.

I am probably a person with strong sensibilities and deep emotional sensitivity.

Recently, I did a research project and learned about the traumatic history of Chinese Canadians , especially the destruction of Toronto’s Chinatown, the Chinese Head Tax, the , and the construction of the most dangerous sections of the Canadian Pacific Railway, where countless Chinese workers died while being paid only half of what white workers earned.

This completely changed my perception of the multiculturalism… especially realizing how much it is established upon the colonial past.

And sometimes I just can’t unsee Chinatown for what it used to be, and I feel a deep sadness and grief that I’m not sure how to process.

Combined with the stereotypes and lack of Asian representation in mainstream media , especially as someone who partially works in film , this created a feeling of having my hands tied.

What makes it even harder is that nobody around me seems to fully understand what I’m feeling or know how to cope with it either.

What are your suggestions for pull yourself out of this madness? It seems like a curse, the more you know the more unhappiness you’ll be.

I am probably a person with strong sensibilities and deep emotional sensitivity.

Recently, I did a research project and learned about the traumatic history of Chinese Canadians , especially the destruction of Toronto’s Chinatown, the Chinese Head Tax, the Exclusion Act, and the construction of the most dangerous sections of the Canadian Pacific Railway, where countless Chinese workers died while being paid only half of what white workers earned.

This completely changed my perception of the multiculturalism… especially realizing how much it is established upon the colonial past.

And sometimes I just can’t unsee Chinatown for what it used to be, and I feel a deep sadness and grief that I’m not sure how to process.

Combined with the stereotypes and lack of Asian representation in mainstream media , especially as someone who partially works in film , this created a feeling of having my hands tied.

What makes it even harder is that nobody around me seems to fully understand what I’m feeling or know how to cope with it either.

What are your suggestions for pull yourself out of this madness?